I kid you not, I think I've rewritten this scene about 3 times now. I wanted it to be funny and dramatic, within the boundaries that is Germany. At first I wasn't going to have Italy find out first, but at the last second I decided that it would be funnier if he were the first.
Japan is a woman because I think Germany needs a female figure to guide her through the troubles of being a woman. Though I'm sure Germany would have done more than enough reading to figure things out on her own. Its better if he has a real female to back him..er her up. Not to mention we all love Fem!Japan!
Germany refers himself as a 'he' until he confirms that he really is a woman to which he refers to himself as a 'she.'
Basing height off of national averages. Average height for male Germans is 5' 10'' and women are 5' 4.9''. Which actually makes Fem!Germany shorter than Italy where the male average is 5' 9".
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim rights to Hetalia or any of its characters!
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"I have heard your wish, Ludwig Beilschmidt. And I will grant it to you."
"My vish?" Where was he? He was surrounded by darkness. The only thing he could see was a shimmering, pulsing light.
"Yes, but for your wish to come true and for you and Italy to be happy like you want, you will need to change."
Change?
"Ja. I am villing to do anything if I means that Italy and I can be happy together." Germany knew that if it was for the better, than he was willing to change.
"I'm glad to hear that."
The light sounded happy and approving, it flickered one last time, and something fell into Germany's hand, it was cold and smooth. Germany looked down at the coin in his hand in wonder. Then the light was gone.
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Germany awoke with a horribly headache. He was staring at a green ceiling that he remembered to be the same one that belonged to the guest room in Italy's house. He groaned rubbing his temples and sitting up. He absently noticed that there was something wrong with his voice; it was far to high for him. But he realized his throat was dry and passed off the strange tone as that.
"Ve~! Five more minutes!" The sleeping Italy breathed. Germany started to see Italy's head resting on the side of the bed Germany was sitting in.
Germany found himself blushing intensely as he remembered that he had fainted. Had Italy been watching over him this whole time? Feeling a little touched and elated about the gesture, he reached his hand out as if to stroke the Italian's head but dropped his hand, deciding not to wake Italy.
Germany slid out of bed, noticing that he felt a little strange, his chest felt heavy and his head was still throbbing. He must have hit his head pretty hard, he probed his skull, finding a large bump on the left side of his head, wincing in pain when he touched it. He walked into the bathroom, flicking the light on and freezing.
"Mein gott! I'm sorry! I didn't know there were others here!" Germany yelped when he realized there was a woman already in the bathroom. He turned to leave and logic made him stop. He looked over his shoulder to see a blonde blue eyes woman looking over her own shoulder right at him.
The house was filled with a loud women's scream.
"!"
Germany screamed as he stared at his reflection. This wasn't possible! This wasn't possible! Since when did a head wound do this?
"Germany! Are you ok? I'm coming in!" Italy called from the bedroom, the door handle jiggled. Germany gasped, his head spinning he lunged for the lock on the door.
"Wait, don't open the-" Before she could reach the lock the door flew open, Italy froze mid-step when he came face to face with a woman in his bathroom. While the German girl stood frozen in shock, the Italian merely tilted his head and "Ve'd" in confusion. When he noticed the girl was quite pretty, he smiled.
"Ciao bella signora! (Hello pretty lady) What are you doing in my bathro-?"
"GET OUT YOU DUMMKOPF! (Idiot)" Germany screamed. The Italian squealed and ran out, Germany slamming the door behind him. His face was crimson from his cheeks to his ears.
The next moment was silent the only sound was Germany heavily breathing and his heart pounding loudly in her ears as he tried to comprehend what was going on.
"G-Germany?" Italy's voice squeaked from the other side of the door. "Is that you?" He asked.
Germany stood there frozen for a long second. He cringed and blushed even deeper as he glanced at his reflection. It wasn't that he wasn't familiar with the female body! No, he had seen…er…things, like pictures and videos. But it was a completely different feeling when you saw it in person!
He SHOULD have been tall with muscular arms, a strong abdomen, a slender waist, and broad shoulders. His face had been long and angular, with eyes that when angered could intimidate any foe.
But what she saw was sloping curves, beneath her curves and smooth skin her strength somehow still showed with subtle muscle. Her height had decreased by 12.7 centimeters (5 inches). Her waist had extended to reveal luscious curves, and of course, and most embarrassingly, her chest had swelled into a pair of very large breasts. Her face was heart shaped, with large round blue eyes, which were currently full of confusion and bewilderment, long lashes, and full lips, which were currently pressed into a line as she took herself in. Her delicate eyebrows were pressed together.
But there were parts of her old self in this new body. Her hair was the same color as were her eyes.
"J-Ja. I think so." Germany sputtered, not really sure what the right answer was. Her eyes had drifted to her pants. If this was real then there was really only one way to confirm it. She swallowed, grabbing the belt of her pants, took and deep breath and looked down. She screamed again, her fear confirmed.
"VE~?" The door handle jiggled again as Italy tried to get in once again and Germany practically jumped out of her skin.
"YOU CAN'T COME IN!" She lunged for the door handle this time her hands clamping down and holding the door closed. She blushed furiously as she and Italy played tug of war with the door.
"Germany! If something is wrong then let me help you!" Italy's voice was frantic. Germany was screaming which meant something was wrong!
"Nein!" Germany childishly replied while holding the door closed. Luckily, despite the change, she was still stronger than the Italian, who was using all his strength and body weight and could not get the door to budge.
"What is going on up here?" Japan's voice came from the other side of the bathroom door distracting Germany. What was Japan doing here? In her surprise she loosened her grip on the door handle in which Italy was using all his weight to open. The door flew open and Italy went stumbling backwards, falling backwards onto the bed and rolling over and off the other side, with a thud.
"Ve~! That hurt!" Italy cried as he picked himself off the floor and glanced at Japan, who was staring at Germany, who was standing awkwardly in the bathroom doorway, arms crossed and eyes burning holes into the carpet.
There was another pause of silence.
"Germany-san…?" Japan asked, tilting her head to get a better look at the woman in the bathroom who looked remarkably like Germany.
"Ja?" Germany replied softly.
"Why are you a woman?" Japan asked the question they all had been asking.
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Twenty minutes later and the trio were in Italy's kitchen. Japan had hustled Italy out of the room to give Germany a chance to change and calm down. Once Germany was calm and collected, they retired to the kitchen to tried to figure out why Germany was suddenly the opposite sex. Japan was making tea as Germany and Italy sat at the kitchen table. Germany was rubbing her temples and trying not to have another freak out session and Italy just stared at her.
"Vhat is it, Italy?" Germany asked staring back at the Italian with an un-amused expression. The Italian smiled at her.
"Ve. Germany, you make a very pretty girl~!" Italy said cheerfully. Germany's face fell to her hands as embarrassment flooded through her. She may have had a body of a woman, but she still thought of herself as a man and she really didn't need to hear that right now!
"I must agree. Being a woman does suit you well, Germany-san." Japan said from the stove, most likely trying to make the German feel better, but all it did was make Germany feel even more embarrass.
"Vell, don't get used to it. I have no intentions on staying like this." Germany answered. She lifted her face once she was sure her blush was gone.
"Hai, we should be worrying more on how Germany will return to normal, and ress about how he became a woman." Japan once again agreed. Japan set down three glasses of tea on the table. Germany grabbed a glass and sighed. Which she was sure the hundredth time she'd sighed.
There was a long pause as the three tried to think about a possible solution. The silence lasted about five minutes, the only sound was Italy 've'ing every once and a while his face scrunched as he tried to think deeply. But he had to admit it was hard, as he continuously glanced at Germany. She was pinching the bridge of her nose, eyes close, also thinking, Italy noticed how her long lashes caressed her cheeks. He tilted his head. Germany was so pretty~!
"ARGH! I can't think of a thing!" Germany groaned, throwing her hands in the air. Her face down casted as she realized she would be stuck like this for a while.
"Ve. Don't cry, Germany. It's not so bad. Maybe it will wear off after a while?"
"I'm not crying!" Germany snapped, but quickly wiped at her eyes to remove the moisture that threatened to overflow.
"But you are right, I guess all I can do is vait." Germany admitted, maybe Italy was right and this would go away after a few days. Just like a bad dream, it would pass.
Italy, seeing the moisture in Germany's eyes despite her attempt to rid of it, got up and hugged her, making her cheeks a rosy red.
"It'll be ok, Germany! You are still you no matter what!" Italy exclaimed hugging her even tighter.
Japan who had been playing the observer nodded and small smile on her face. She watched as Italy embraced Germany and as Germany hesitated, but eventually hugged the Italian back. Japan could not help but feel that there was something warming about the way to two looked together. But logic kicked in, ruining the sensation and she knew that rough times were ahead for Germany.